Chapiter 3

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One day Amy was at home ready to go to he beautiful hill, but she started seeing things and by things I mean horses. She told her mother she has been seeing wierd things like like horses the last couple of days.

That evening Amy went to her special spot on her peddle bike as usal. When she got to the top of the hill, it was a little windy, but that doesn't bother Amy. About after an hour of admiring the hill and sun set, she thought she saw a black horse with white strips on the hill with the wind on its hair. She rubbed her eyes and looked again, the beautiful animal was gone. She knew she was just seeing things, so she rode her bike home and went to bed, to get a goodnight sleep.

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